Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 562 You Have No Right

A cultivator of ordinary talent, no matter how astonishing their luck, could not possibly achieve Tao Verification and ascend to Sainthood in such a short time, let alone through secluded cultivation. This obviously defied common sense and transcended the understanding of cultivation itself, unless one dwelled in a unique and exceptional environment, such as near Dragon Veins.

In that ancient era, there was such a belief: in the depths of the City of Extinction, there lay a Dragon Vein. It truly existed. Its purpose was to assist Yu Changfeng in his Tao Verification and to forge the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon. Regrettably, for reasons unknown, Yu Changfeng repeatedly failed and ultimately vanished mysteriously; the Dragon Veins also disappeared with him in a bizarre fashion. However, the people of the Fairy Valley lineage firmly believed that the Dragon Veins had never truly left and had always existed there. Yet, after searching for thousands of years, they could never find traces of the Dragon Veins and were ultimately forced to give up.

But now... the former high-ranking members of the Fairy Valley could sense the return of the Dragon Veins. The sensation was not strong, yet they firmly believed it was the Dragon Veins, an increasingly clear feeling resonating deep within their hearts.

Wang Xiaodao trembled slightly, his voice filled with excitement as he said, "It’s back."

"Yes!" the Great Elder affirmed, his voice trembling.

"It has been dormant for countless years."

"Is it finally going to reappear in the world of mortals?"

The group of old men were all very excited.

Earth Chicken had set up a large number of Arrays, both inside and out—countless of them, ranging from first to ninth rank. Chen Pingping had planted Spiritual Medicine all over the mountains and fields, altering the small world that was the City of Extinction. Combined with the effects of the Arrays, the Dragon Veins, which had slumbered for many long years, were thus awakened.

BOOM!

The calamity continued. The young figure blossomed to its utmost, wreathed in radiance, casting one skill after another to fend off the terrible disaster. Not only that, but as she executed her Tao techniques, a faint dragon shape actually emerged behind her.

Hongxiu watched silently.

Sometime later, Mo Wuwei approached her side and said, "I think... I can defeat Chen Pingping now."

Hongxiu shot him a sideways glance. "First, defeat that dog."

Mo Wuwei’s face stiffened.

Hongxiu continued, "It has taught several young Disciples, and now, more than half of them have already achieved Tao Verification and become Saints. Would you like to try?"

"I was just joking," Mo Wuwei said with a forced laugh.

Just then, Zhuge Wushuang’s voice came from behind them. "Aren’t you a Sword Body? You can’t even defeat a dog?"

Mo Wuwei retorted, "You try then!"

Zhuge Wushuang rolled his eyes. "I never said I wanted to challenge Chen Pingping." After a pause, he added, "Exactly how many Arrays has that old hen—Earth Chicken—set up?"

He extended his Divine Sense and detected a multitude of Array fluctuations. He was quite speechless. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Mo Wuwei sulked, "Who knows!"

"Oh, right, there’s one more thing," Zhuge Wushuang said, narrowing his eyes. "Did you hear the Dragon’s Roar coming from the depths of the City of Extinction?"

"Heard it," Mo Wuwei replied.

It had been very faint, but at that moment, all three of them had heard it. They were very excited at the time, thinking it was the ancient Dragon Clan, but it turned out to be Dragon Veins. Of course, the existence of Dragon Veins was also astonishing. The conditions for the birth of Dragon Veins were far more stringent and difficult than those for a Spirit Vein; so much so that over the long course of cultivation, very few Dragon Veins had ever appeared. This alone demonstrated their rarity. Regardless of the era in which Dragon Veins came into existence, once exposed, they would inevitably attract endless slaughter.

The three exchanged glances.

Hongxiu spoke, "Issue an order: all Disciples are forbidden from leaving the Sect for the time being. Those out gaining experience must also be recalled. Furthermore... inform the Elder lineage and the Steward lineage that all high-ranking members of the Sect are to come see me immediately."

Zhuge Wushuang and Mo Wuwei nodded, then turned and left.

The matter of the Dragon Veins was of great significance. However, there was another matter at hand, far more important than the emergence of the Dragon Veins.

The high-ranking members of the Sect who received the order arrived one after another.

Hongxiu swept her gaze over them and said, "First, the Dragon Veins left by our Fairy Valley forebear, Yu Changfeng, have awakened once again. This is a major event and must be kept confidential. No one is to disclose it. Second, regarding Chen Pingping of the Qingfeng lineage slaying Qin Meng, the Demon Emperor’s progeny—what are your thoughts?"

Chen Pingping had slain Qin Meng.

This shocked not only the Demon Race but also the Southern Diaspora and the Human Clan powerhouses guarding the borders. Even the powerhouses and Disciples within the Wuji Sect were astonished. The moment they received the news, they all felt suffocated, finding it hard to believe. After all, Qin Meng was different from other Emperor Sons; his father, the Demon Emperor, was still alive—a contemporary Emperor Son. Slaying him was no different from directly provoking the Demon Emperor. For a time, an oppressive atmosphere settled over the Sect’s high-ranking members.

What other thoughts could there be? Prepare for battle, of course! Could they truly hand Chen Pingping over to placate the Demon Emperor’s fury? But then, would the Demon Emperor be willing? His son was already dead; given the Demon Emperor’s temper and nature, slaying Chen Pingping alone would clearly not be enough. Moreover, this Demon Emperor was known to be belligerent. Over the years, he had deliberately and unintentionally instigated battles between the Human Clan and the Demon Race, accumulating more than ten thousand skirmishes, large and small, which had resulted in countless graves strewn across the borderlands. Some said the Demon Emperor was merely lacking a reason, an excuse. Indeed, many years ago, the Demon Emperor had already expressed his intention to raid Human Clan territories and expand the Demon Race’s lands. And now, such a reason had conveniently presented itself.

"We could join forces with the Star Sea and the Ancient Country to prepare for battle," an Elder suggested. "They all possess Emperor Weapons; if fully revived, these could block the Demon Emperor."

"Difficult..." another Elder objected, shaking his head. "This matter was caused by Chen Pingping of the Qingfeng lineage. They are unlikely to lend a hand, opting to protect themselves instead."

"There are many Human Clan powerhouses on the border, as well as elders from the original Fairy Valley lineage. I suggest that the Sect Master go to the border now to set up defenses," a middle-aged Steward said. "Firstly, the border has unique defensive measures and many powerhouses accustomed to dealing with the Demon Race year-round; they are more adept at confronting the Demon Race."

"What unique defenses?" Hongxiu asked.

"A sword left behind by a Perfected Sword Body. It has blocked the Demon Emperor’s attacks numerous times..." the Steward explained. "The only drawback is that reviving the sword requires a substantial amount of resources."

"How many times has it been revived?" Hongxiu asked.

"Five times."

"What was the interval between each revival?"

"Tens of thousands of years."

Hongxiu fell silent upon hearing this number. Revived only once every tens of thousands of years, accumulating just five revivals over such a long period, meant that reactivating the sword was exceedingly difficult. Moreover, it was undoubtedly hard to control. In short, it was unstable. Yet, she was now certain the Demon Emperor would make his move. As for how many Demon Race powerhouses he would bring, that remained unknown. She needed a reliable method, not one hinging on such probabilities. This was unacceptable.

After a long period of contemplation, Hongxiu spoke again. "How many powerhouses from the original Fairy Valley are on the border?"

An Elder replied, "Hundreds. Among them are over twenty in the Saint Realm, one Quasi-Saint King, and the rest are at the Lord realm. We were once a pillar of the alliance."

"Oh?" Hongxiu’s eyes lit up. "If I go to the border, can I command them?"

The Great Elder looked up. "Members of the Human Border Alliance who belong to a particular power will only follow the orders of that power’s Sect Master."

"What does that mean?" Hongxiu frowned.

"They only take orders from the Fairy Valley Sect Master," the Great Elder said helplessly. "But the original Sect Master of Fairy Valley disappeared long ago; their status—whether alive or dead—is unknown."

Hongxiu was silent.

Hongxiu had heard something of this Fairy Valley Sect Master’s exploits, but she hadn’t paid them much mind. Fairy Valley had merged with the Wuji Sect; whether he still existed or not wasn’t important. But now...

Hongxiu suddenly felt frustrated. She couldn’t command the Fairy Valley powerhouses stationed at the border. This meant that the formidable force left behind by Fairy Valley was completely disconnected from the Wuji Sect, unless the original Fairy Valley Sect Master could be found.

The Great Elder added, "Reviving the sword left by the Perfected Sword Body also requires permission from the powers behind the various alliance members."

He looked at Hongxiu and continued, "The alliance is internally controlled and led by three major powers. Beyond them, there are over five hundred other forces, large and small, with complex interrelationships."

The three major powers: the Star Sea, the Ancient Country, and Fairy Valley. If these three granted permission, the sword could be revived directly. But the problem was, Fairy Valley as it was, was gone, and its original Sect Master had long been missing. The Fairy Valley now part of the Wuji Sect consisted of its former high-ranking members and many Disciples; it possessed no authority to command alliance members. As the Wuji Sect’s Sect Master, Hongxiu had even less authority.

Hongxiu waved her hand dismissively. "Think of other methods."